Break the Chain

Butterflies

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Six years.

Damn, has it really been that long?

Six years of drunk nights, hook ups, and a collection of numbers he wasn't going to bother to call.

Six years since Flip's last relationship. Well, it would have been 8 years, maybe if only he listened to Ron's advice sooner.

Flip thought back to 6 years ago.

"Once a cheater, always a cheater man." Ron's voice was hidden by the traffic noises behind them. Ron handed Flip a cup of coffee in his hand as he dug into his jeans pocket. He rummaged around a bit before handing the man at the kiosk change. "Thank you, Gus. See you later."

Ron and Flip turned around and waited on the sidewalk. A handful of people joined them as they patiently waited on the crosswalk to give them the go ahead to cross.

"She told me she hasn't seen the guy in months." Flip's voice was muffled by the coffee cup being lifted to his mouth. He tried to hide the pain in his voice, but Ron knew him well enough to hear it.

"That doesn't matter, Zimmerman. You should have left when you got any hints of it." Ron sighed, walking forward as the crosswalk flashed.

All Flip could do was shake his head. He was making excuses now. Looking back, he should have left her sooner. He was a detective for fuck's sake, and she was dumb enough to hide shit from him.

Ron gave his input up until the day they broke up. Flip wasn't open to any relationships after that.

Flip wasn't proud that he would still ignore Ron's relationship advice the six years after that. They would argue back and forth when Ron got too comfortable with Flip's choice of the night.

Things, of course, were different now.

"You need to do a grand gesture for her." Ron kept his eyes ahead as he was driving.

"I know, but what?" Flip exhaled his cigarette in frustration as he looked over to Ron from the passenger's seat.

They got tipped off that Abigor was hiding in plain sight. In one of the old buildings that they used to stake out, of all fucking places.

They were soon going to find out that it was yet another disappointment. The sounds of Ron's ribs being broken and the gunshot noise still echoed in his ears.

One thing was for sure though. He would never inflict that pain of being cheated on to anyone else, especially you. That's why he was so eminent in showing you he was yours. From kissing you in front of Lauren and having her apologize to you. He would never let you experience that pain. Not anymore.

Flip's thoughts were yanked back to the present as he heard an unfamiliar voice. He looked around at all the pumpkins and hay scattered across the ground. After he woke up and you so lovingly lectured that he didn't get enough sleep, he suggested you two have the day together. He watched as your eyes lit up as you explained that you've been wanting to go to a pumpkin patch for so long. When he agreed, that smile he liked so much just about melted him in that bed.

"Do you need help carrying that, darlin'?" Flip noticed a man walking up to you, with his arms open. He was in his mid 20's and wearing jeans and cowboy boots. Up to no good if you asked him.